Vanya

Sometimes you can't fool, in the gentle rain, those who read the news, scrubbed by desire, you hear them say, home is alway for hire, want to hear my feud, it gets me every way, they're never troubled by truth, cool cats on the hire, it's hard to ascertain, who's the biggest liar, they boil you in a stew, wave flags all over the place, please all the watching crew, you don't need to ask why, they live without stain, theirs is always a blue sky, will they consecrate you, make you move country again, know what is to lose, when you walk away.